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Fck Poetry — without the Fck

Fantasy fraught with frivolous delights Dew spewed on vanilla and sugar kissed skin Licks of lascivious greed seek my demise … More

Lunar Tragedy

Absorbed by amethyst skies Obscured by ice-kissed mountain trees She did not possess enough light to illuminate her true love, … More

She made her bed Lies in it, night after night She sleeps alone Reliving the memories, finger by finger Her … More

Fireworks residue splattered upon my shadowed imprint Iridescent desire pulses under my monotonous tone I seek the sheen you spread … More

One word becomes three. Misery loves company.